Honor Amongst Thieves II - Center of Gravity (Paperback)

(Pre-order)A. C. Clayton once again captures the essence of the street hustle while encapsulating the heartbeat that only a warrior can recognize. With every twist, the reader is drawn in as the characters journey on their quest for power while living through daily challenges. Clayton skillyfully pens adventures in the love, romance, violence, fear and betrayals that exist for warriors of the street in the suspenseful page-turner of the Honor Amongst Thieves sequel.

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About Us

For nearly seven years, A.C. Clayton worked tirelessly to complete Center of Gravity, the sequel to his debut novel, Honor Amongst Thieves. He found himself writing on his long train rides to work at his full-time job, as well as, writing into the wee hours of the morning after handling husband and daddy duties for the evening.

Clayton spent his daytime hours working to help reduce recidivism rates among youth who were at-risk of being incarcerated. A.C. dedicated his time mentoring, counseling and guiding young people who appreciated the sincerity of his efforts. Many youth, to-date, attribute his consistency and caring nature to changing their lives for the better.

Only three weeks after finally completing his second novel, he was taken away from his family and friends at the hands of gun violence. Our husband, father, son, brother, nephew, cousin, teacher, mentor and friend will be missed dearly. We will continue to celebrate his life and carry on his legacy as we spread the word of his hard work.

Sharieff Clayton is more than the name of a victim who was “fatally shot” or “killed” or is “dead” as a result of a shooting in Brooklyn last night*.

He was a man, a colleague, a friend who dedicated the last decade of his life to working with, learning with, laughing with, teaching with, creating with, imagining with, exploring the world with the young men and women whom he met as a member of the staff at an alternative to detention program.

He was a man who loved his family fiercely, who glowed with pride when he talked about his wife and children, sharing stories of their accomplishments and giggling when describing his children’s antics; he beamed even more brightly when they occasionally joined him at his workplace.

He was a man who wrote a book while he was incarcerated, which was published after he returned home and that continues to be read by thousands; it was supposed to be the first of many.

He was a man who had just completed his second book, written in stolen hours of the morning, on the subway, while walking to and from work, much of it thumbed into his phone so he wouldn’t lose the freshness of any thought that occurred to him; he was so proud of what had taken him over six years to write; he was writing as much for his audience as for himself.

He was a man who, every day, kept his promise to the young men and women at the program where he worked to live the words he would share with them: Honor. Honesty. Family. Commitment. Conviction. Education. Self-respect. A legacy of greatness.

He was a man who had very recently decided to focus full time on his writing and to embrace his identity as an author; he began imagining conversations around his new book that would bring together diverse groups of people in a Socratic seminar style.

He was a man who didn’t comprehend the concept of giving up on someone, who brought young people back into the fold of the program where he worked even after they were no longer participants; and they returned, to have a place to be and be seen and belong, if only temporarily.

He was a man who carried his past experiences with gun violence and incarceration with him and shared it openly in service of his greater educational mission to invite people to interrupt what seems unchangeable, to imagine things as they might be, to continually dwell in the possibility of the “not yet.”

He was a man whose words stayed with the young men and women he taught, often making an appearance in their minds at unexpected but crucial moments.

He was a man for whom friendship permeated his ways of working with colleagues and who deeply valued these relationships as vital to him personally and in service of his commitment to be the change, see the change, and nurture those who can change the world.

He was a man who approached the world as a teacher and a learner, for whom every encounter held the potential to educate.

He was a man about whom stories of justice and commitment and caring will be told, should be told.

He was a man whom it was a privilege to have known.

He was a man who should be here today. And tomorrow. And the next day. And…